Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

He waved his hand casually, and four or five wizards in suits and ties walked out one after another from the shadows around him.

They each raised their wands, pointing the tips at Sirius, their eyes almost devoid of emotion.

Sirius's mood gradually sank as he watched this scene.

"What else could this organized wizarding group be except Death Eaters?" he said coldly, "Regulus, you really are still working for Voldemort!"

"Have you been in Azkaban for over a decade? Has your brain become dull?" Regulus sneered. "Well, anyway, you have no chance of escape within the range of the Anti-Apparition Charm..."

"Once we capture you, I'll have plenty of time to have a good chat with you."

After saying that, Regulus's eyes turned cold.

"Do it!"

The next moment, four or five spells shot towards Sirius together.

Sirius knew that he could not fight against so many well-trained wizards, so he transformed himself into a huge black dog and jumped onto the roof of the nearby building, trying to use the animal's speed advantage to get rid of these wizards.

Once he was out of the range of the Anti-Apparition Spell, he immediately Disapparated away...

However, there was someone who was faster than him!

No matter how strong a dog's jumping ability is, it cannot compare to Lycos's flying magic that can be used at any time and anywhere - just when the big black dog incarnated by Sirius jumped to the second house, Lycos fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of him.

"Expulso (Sand and Rocks)."

The blue spell slammed into the black dog, knocking Sirius heavily off the roof.

What followed was one binding spell after another. The ropes wrapped around the black dog in circles, and no matter how Sirius struggled, he could not break free from the restraints.

"Let's go and take him to a suitable place as soon as possible." Regulus walked over quickly and gave instructions quickly, "We made too much noise. The Ministry of Magic may have discovered this place."

After saying that, he quickly lifted the anti-Apparition spell and disappeared from the spot with a "bang".

The other Wiccan operatives in suits gathered together, lifted Sirius up, and then each of them took out a broom and quickly disappeared into the night.

Lycos followed them, leaving Magnolia Crescent Street as quickly as possible...

Just two minutes after they left, a group of Ministry of Magic Aurors landed on the block.

"Minister, a serious fight just broke out here." A wizard who looked like an old lion made a swift and decisive detection and then walked over to the side of another short and fat man. "Preliminary judgment is that it should be a duel between wizards."

They are Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office, and Cornelius Fudge, British Minister for Magic.

"What's going on?" Fudge's expression was obviously very anxious. "This place is only a few blocks away from where Harry Potter lives. Why are wizards fighting here?"

"The specific reason is still unclear." Scrimgeour shook his head. "But according to our previous investigation, a wizard lost his wand near this area..."

"I suspect that this wizard duel is related to Sirius Black!"

"Damn it!" Fudge took off his hat and slammed it to the ground. "Come with me to Privet Drive right now! If anything happens to Harry Potter, all of you will be held responsible!"

……

So, not long after returning home, Harry was visited by a group of serious-looking wizards in uniform.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Vernon Dursley yelled at the uninvited guests, "I tell you, you are trespassing. It's illegal!"

"Shut up!" Fudge didn't have time to deal with these troublesome Muggles, so he cast a spell and knocked Vernon Dursley to the ground.

Then, he waved to the members behind him and said, "Deal with the people who are in the way. Don't let them disturb Harry and me."

The next moment, the terrified Aunt Petunia, Aunt Marge and Dudley were easily and efficiently dealt with by three stunning spells and fell unconscious to the ground.

Now, only Harry and the Ministry of Magic members were left in the room.

"Take a seat, Harry."

Fudge first drove away the members around him, then turned to look at Harry, tried to put on a kind smile, and pointed to a chair by the fireplace in the Dursleys' house.

But Fudge's performance just now was really terrifying, which made Harry completely uneasy.

"Mr. Minister, you are here this time..." he said timidly.

"Oh, don't be nervous, my child!" Fudge said exaggeratedly, "I just came to see if you are still well!"

"I'm fine, Mr. Minister." Harry's expression was stiff. "Thank you so much..."

"Oh, no, you don't have to be so polite. This is what we should do." Fudge put his hand on Harry's shoulder and patted him gently. "You should know that I have been worried about your safety these past few days..."

"Are you worried about Sirius Black?" Harry asked before Fudge could finish.

Looking at Harry's changing expression, Fudge's eyes changed.

Then, he suddenly broke into a grin and laughed: "Don't look at me like that. Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic is here, you are safe!"

……

Chapter 180 Sirius's Past

"...Really?" Harry looked at the Dursleys who were knocked unconscious on the ground, not knowing whether he should believe Fudge's words.

"Of course, you have to trust us!" Fudge still had that exaggerated smile on his face. "If you're worried, I can arrange a room for you in the Leaky Cauldron and have Aurors guard outside all day!"

"This... isn't that too much trouble?" Harry hesitated. "I can just stay here. There's no need to bother the Ministry of Magic."

Although he didn't want to stay at the Dursleys' house, these Ministry of Magic officials with ill intentions were obviously more difficult to deal with... Rather than being surrounded by a group of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic like a pet, Harry would rather stay with the Dursleys.

"Don't think like that, Harry." Fudge patted Harry's shoulder again. "Now that you've learned about Sirius Black, you should know... that coming with us is the only way to avoid causing trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

"But..." Harry still looked reluctant.

What Lecos had said before was still echoing in his mind. When he thought that the wanted criminal was actually his godfather and his father's former best friend, his mind was full of confusion.

I was entangled in the reasons why the wanted criminal named Sirius Black committed those crimes, and I was entangled in how I would face this "Godfather" in the future...

"Don't say but, Harry, my time is precious too." Fudge seemed to have lost his patience, and half-forced Harry to get up from the chair and walked him to the door of the Dursleys' house.

Walking out, Harry discovered that all the lights on Privet Drive were out. In the dim starlight, he saw that the area was full of uniformed Ministry of Magic members, all of whom were nervously gazing at both sides of the street, fearing that someone might suddenly jump out from the side of the street...

Fudge also looked nervous. As soon as he walked out of the room, he waved to the head of the Auror office who was guarding outside the door.

"Rufus, take him to the Leaky Cauldron," said Fudge. "Remember, take him there as fast as you can. Don't stop for anything!"

Scrimgeour nodded and led Harry out into the street.

There is a Bentley car that has been modified by magic parked here, similar to the old Ford Flying Car of the Weasley family, but the model is more advanced and the modification is more complete.

This type of modified Muggle vehicle is actually disliked by many conservative members within the Ministry of Magic, but compared to other modes of transportation such as flying brooms, cars are indeed more suitable for transportation.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Minister." When a member of the Ministry of Magic was about to close the door of the Bentley after getting in the back seat, Harry suddenly stopped him and shouted to Fudge.

"Is there anything else, Harry?" Fudge's face flashed with impatience, and then he faced Harry with a gentle smile.

"I want to know, my uncle and aunt..."

"Don't worry, when they wake up, they will forget everything that happened today!" Fudge patted his chest and promised, "As for your whereabouts, they will think you went to look for your classmates."

"I didn't ask that, Mr. Minister..." Harry shook his head. "It's just that third-year students can visit Hogsmeade. However, my aunt and uncle are in a coma now and can't sign my application form."

"Can you wake them up... or, can you sign for me?"

Fudge's tone paused, and he looked uncomfortable.

"Ah," he said, "no, no, I'm sorry, Harry... because I'm not your parent, nor your guardian..."

"But you're the Minister for Magic," said Harry eagerly. "If you'll allow me, you could wake Uncle Vernon, too. He—"

"No, I'm sorry, Harry. We've already wasted a lot of time here today," Fudge flatly refused. "And the rules are the rules. I can't sign for you."

"Perhaps you could visit Hogsmeade next year. Actually, I think it would be best if you didn't..."

At this point, Fudge seemed to feel that there was no point in telling Harry some things, so he quickly ended the topic.

"Um... well, I'm off now. Have fun at the Leaky Cauldron, Harry!"

Fudge smiled at Harry one last time, shook his hand, and turned to leave the Bentley.

Cars whizzed by in the dim street.

The remaining Aurors scattered and began searching for Sirius Black.

But no one present would have guessed that the wanted criminal, who was guilty of heinous crimes, had actually been captured by a hidden organization and was being held in a remote dark room...

……

"Just put him here. Well, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to us."

In a remote little dark room, Regulus sent away the other Witch Party operatives and was about to close the door when Lycos fell heavily from the sky at the door of the little dark room.

"How did you all fly so fast?" Lycos asked breathlessly, holding onto the door frame. "I almost couldn't keep up... Luckily, my magic skills have improved a bit recently, otherwise I would have lost you."

"After all, some operatives have discovered the traces of the Ministry of Magic Aurors, so we must act quickly to prevent the Aurors from becoming suspicious..."

Regulus said this, looking at Lycos gasping for breath, but a smile appeared on his face:

"I remember that when Voldemort used this magic, his speed was much faster than that of a flying broomstick. Why is it that when it comes to you, you are exhausted and out of breath?"

"How can I compare myself to Voldemort at his peak?" Lycos's mouth twitched. "Flying magic also requires magical power and sufficient proficiency. It's already very difficult for me to barely keep up..."

Just as the two were chatting, a weak voice was heard in the room.

"So, you're not working for Voldemort?" Sirius, who was tied tightly to a chair, asked in a low voice, "I've never seen a Death Eater who dared to call Voldemort by his name."

Regulus and Lycos also stopped chatting and turned to walk into the small dark room together.

Lycos walked behind and closed the door. The whole room immediately became dark without any light.

"Incendio."

The two candles in the corner of the room were lit, emitting a faint, flickering light that illuminated Sirius's messy face.

"That's right, I'm no longer a Death Eater." Regulus looked deeply into Sirius's dark grey eyes and spoke slowly, "What about you? In what capacity are you speaking to me now?"

Sirius said nothing for a moment, just staring at Regulus with his deep grey eyes.

The flickering candlelight illuminated half of Regulus's face, swaying in Sirius' eyes. The face seemed exactly the same as when he was young.

Even though the two brothers' behavior showed a deep rejection of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, in the eyes of others, they were both core Death Eaters and the Dark Lord's right-hand men.

They didn't dare to gamble, fearing that those who called Voldemort by name and hated the Death Eaters were just a facade...

Finally, Sirius spoke:

"I'm not a Death Eater. I never have been."